Raise me, Je­sus, to Thy bo­som,
From this world of sin and woes;
Let me feel Thine arms around me,
Then my soul may know re­pose.
I am wea­ry with my bur­den,
And I come to Thee for rest;
Kneeling at Thy feet, I pray Thee,
Lift me, Je­sus, to Thy breast.

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Raise me, Je­sus, to Thy bo­som,
From this world of sin and woes;
Let me feel Thine arms around me,
Then my soul may know re­pose.

Raise me, Je­sus, to Thy bo­som,
For my heart is slave to fear,
That will van­ish as a sha­dow,
When it feels Thy pre­sence near.
In my ang­uish deign to hear me
All my sin and grief con­fess;
By the pro­mise Thou hast giv­en,
Lift me, Je­sus, to Thy breast.

Refrain

Raise me, Je­sus, to Thy bo­som,
Hear a con­trite spi­rit’s pray­er;
Raise me from the sin around me
Ere I yield me to des­pair.
Oh, I feel that Thou wilt hear me,
And will give me ho­ly rest;
Now I feel Thy glo­ry near me,
Lift me, Je­sus, to Thy breast.

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